The Choice of a Little Girl Papa

Bully zan

"sad you really want to go to work?" looking at Rangga who was wearing his shirt.

"i'm not sick" looked at the sun-drenched daita down there.

"but you have to rest" looked at the rangga who suddenly crouched down in front of him.

"i'm healthy enough to take care of my wife" sugar insecure must have seen a big smile.

"you were yesterday just sticking with me and I was just feeding you" stunned with a faint smile.

"that's my best medicine" brought her face closer.

"it's gone" put his face away.

"morning kiss her yet" held daita's back.

a sweet kiss landed on her lips, with her ignorant smile she looked at Danita while wearing her own tie.

"when he can wear his own tie but why does he always ask me?" staring cynically.

"don't look at me like that, you're so scared" ledeknya Masi annoying smile.

"sad I came downstairs yeah" changed her gaze, parched.

"wrong?" looking at Danita who started to stick in her arms.

"want to drive you" now sugar insecure with a smile danita.

"no need" pressed Danita with her gaze.

"then I went straight up again, promise" displaying his little finger.

"you came down I did not go to work" he said casually when all hope danita extinct.

"jas already there departed" pouted releasing his hand.

"don't sulk" poked Idung daita.

"the bodo! sana departs" turned her back.

"quickly turn your back" sat back on the edge.

"don't want there to go" back there and we're trying not to shed her tears.

"woman" she herself twisted danita's body to face him. "why are you crying?" at once his heart was tight to see the eyes of a teary Danita.

"it's gone" rubbed his eyes.

"are my words too harsh? sorry" dropped Danita's head.

"no, it's gone" get away from there.

"then why are you crying?" his tone was very soft.

"i don't know" shook his head.

"how do you not know?" arguing with his brain.

"i don't know why I'm crying" and Danita's voice broke, she cried even more.

"i'm sorry for what I said so harshly" and we just don't know why she cried, but she apologized anyway.

"huaaa" cried little danita accompanied by the sound of his cry in the arms of the ringleader.

Rangga stroked gently the belly of the danita with his right hand, and his left hand held the body of the danita.

"pak tan has mr rangga gone down?" down there, Zan has been coming since.

"master Rangga has not yet descended sir" replied while writing something on the paper.

"it's noon what are they doing?" knocking on the kitchen table, but his gaze led to the stairs.

"mister Rangga will return to work today, sir?" put the paper and the questioner in his pocket.

"have you ever seen Mr Rangga going truant again after a day of illness?" back asking.

mr. Tan nodded in understanding, about to leave from there but zan spoke again.

"do they not want breakfast?" actually he was talking to himself but Pak tan's reflexes stopped his steps.

"i'm talking to myself" looked at Mr. Tan, and Mr. Tan went straight from there.

"get at the bottom of these two humans" rubbed his rough face and stared straight.

****

"i'd rather be silent like a statue than playing your game" Rangga said at the meeting.

everyone there was silent afraid to hear a sentence coming out of it except Zan.

"fix your product replace the product you're going to promote in front of me with a more useful one in my eyes" his last words before he left the boardroom.

"good" answered.

the sound of the pounding of shoes walking from there made the three secretary staff stand up and pay their respects to Rangga.

"what the fuck was that" sat on his couch in the room.

"the time is now many young people who are very fond of playing master games" sitting in the front seat of the rangga.

"the time is now crazy" he murmured but could be heard.

"with a full battery capacity it does not rule out the possibility that playing it becomes forgotten time, right?" nagging himself later he answers himself.

zan listened and answered if there was something he had to answer.heard Rangga's chatter when coming out of the meeting room has become zan's food if rangga does not like what is in the meeting.

"it's very advanced technology now" keeps raving.

"the more sophisticated the more uncontrollable the child today" folded his legs into a pile.

"zan made me coffee" now he's lowered his legs.

"good sir" left Rangga alone with his thoughts.

zan-made coffee is very good, if there is zan rangga always ask him to make coffee.

"please drink the master" put coffee for the rangga and coffee for himself.

"did you know that pregnant women cry so easily?" ignore coffee.

"meaning sir?" staring at Rangga was confused not only a little confused.

"it turns out you don't know, you have to learn from me that pregnant women cry so easily" proudly speaking like that.

"you mean sensitive?" in his heart he laughed.

"yes, I know better than you" took his coffee with a proud smile.

"just say yes" stirring his coffee while daydreaming.

"yesterday I was so happy all day with Danita" yes she was telling me her romance yesterday.

"just the first time I saw a sick person feeling happy" looked at the strange Rangga.

"quickly find a partner there zan" what else this time.

"i have not been interested in finding a partner" answered flatly, in fact he was lazy to answer.

"who fits you" seems to think hard.

"mister don't make it up" had already guessed what would happen next.

"one of the secretarial staff in front of you fits you" moved his hand.

"sir" wants to stop rangga's mouth.

"why don't you just approach one of them? or maybe" hang up his words.

"don't speak obscurely" stared flatly at the rangga who was holding back his ignorant smile.

"ohh I don't think you can forget about your ex" he sipped his coffee to hide his laughter.

"unclear" he murmured very slowly.

"did I hear you say it's true? hahaha" his laughter was already unable to bear.

"i don't feel like saying that" he's very, very flat.

"that's it? too bad it turned out I was wrong" Masi laughed lightly.

"the sore never goes away" drank the last drop of his coffee.

"if my prick is gone, no one will dare to judge you" lifted up one leg and took his cup of coffee.

"look forward to my reply" stared intently at Rangga.

"i was trembling" mocked back zan with mutters Masi's laughter sounded.

cf.

decih zan makes rangga very want to continue his ignorance, in fact many weaknesses zan who can silence his mouth but only rangga one who knows.

"in half an hour you will attend the next meeting" he spoke as usual.

"hm" went back to silence as usual.

"sana quickly approached one of them" again pointed out.

"Rangga" growled zan stared intently at the person he always called master.

"hahahaha, I have to piss you off first ya just call my name" laughed happily managed to prank zan a second time.

"Yaya do your silly behavior until you're satisfied" leaned on the couch.

"i know your old single soul is hurting with my words, I'm sorry" stop laughing.

zan exhaled a rough breath hearing Rangga's mischievous behavior again.

Rangga who deliberately mocked zan again laughed out loud at the rude sigh of zan.

"like you" the informal words thrown by zan.

Rangga was not surprised at all, according to him the comfort of talking like this with zan rather than talking with the words 'young master' 'mr rangga' 'me' 'you' and others.

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